Lyrics to add some more bulshit to this crazy thread
I'm money broke and it's no joke can't cope use the rope this time
nuckel up buckel up the ride's getting rough but i will not loose my mind
i asked'em if i could come in and the first thing they said was no
if i can't come in thats mean that i can't come back that means i got nowhere to go
i'm a hyena fighting for lion share
sometimes the lions share ain't there
absent from political authority an animal i've become total disorder and confusion is the life style that i run permit me to do what i want and i will i'm a nomad to travel concrete class stone and gravel
i'm a hyena fighting for lion share
sometimes the lions share ain't there
every time i turn around it's the same sad story getting ganked i wish it could end in lifes comisary i'm a bad missionary with a wicked message i sent
who can i trust in a world of greed when i'm taught to take and not to give
who can i trust when i'm taught to take and not to give
I'm money broke and it's no joke can't core use the rope this time nuckel up buckel up the ride's getting rough but i will not loose my mind permit me to do what i want and i will i'm a nomad to travel
concrete class stone and gravel
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First they came for the Jews and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the communists and I did not speak out because I was not a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist
Then they came for me And there was no one left to speak out for me.
-Pastor Martin Niemoller
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